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The $500 Million Contracted Bride: Bound to Mr. Blackwood

Chapter 2 You're Currency

Word Count: 1135    |    Released on: 22/02/2026

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undred

ers were too big and the reality was too sm

wenty-first century. "Pfft... Five hundred million? Dad, ple

out on my forehead. My voice dropped to a wh

the stocks? Tell me he's talking about the business. Tell

. He was too busy burying his face in his hands, acting like if h

ck at Silas, and my stomach did a slow, sick fl

is a prank, right? Wh

d in the room as I searched the corners of the ceiling, looking for a lens o

over! Ha! Very funny, Dad! You really got me with th

w to pop out from behind the curtains and tell me I was the star of a new reality show

t watched my meltdown with a calm, steady gaze

e reach

im in the eye. His skin was warm, but his grip was absolute. It wasn't the kind of hol

g through the silence of the office

as if he were already figuri

murmured. "After all... Da

asp

yers. Call the fucking lawye

didn't get traded like stocks in the twenty-first centu

m. It's the best option," my father whi

ooked at the man I called my father, who was c

e were no lawyers coming to save me. There was

ed. He wasn't asking me to follow him. He was

his happen

erwater," Silas replied. "You aren't a daughter today, Maya.

ld the sails to pay for his booze and the oars to pay for his

swallowed hard, the reality of it clawing a

to my lips. "Now I own the r

"Although, I'm still weighing my options. With a mouth as sharp as

so abruptly my head s

t's

d those plans definitely don't involv

ace hovering so close to mine that his breath was warm against my lips. "Th

in my life, I could

d. "Do try not to die in the first week. I

errifying level of nonchalance, as if he hadn't

n into his touch of its own accord, drawn to the very man who was ruining me. He didn't

His eyes met mine for a split second before he looked at the floor. He

e flinch. It was a jolt of the real world hitting me at the worst po

booked the table at that Italian place I like

with a sob I ref

apartment to wipe off my makeup and forget this day ever happen

eing co

look like the kind of man w

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The $500 Million Contracted Bride: Bound to Mr. Blackwood
The $500 Million Contracted Bride: Bound to Mr. Blackwood
“Maya Sullivan was trying to save her father. She never imagined he would repay her loyalty by signing her away. Five hundred million dollars. That was the price of his debt. And Maya was the collateral. Silas Blackwood doesn't want a mistress. He wants an image. With the public watching Blackwood Holdings and whispers circling his name, Silas needs a distraction– a loyal assistant at his side, a convincing girlfriend, a flawless future wife. And Maya will play every role he assigns. "I don't marry for love," Silas tells her calmly. "I marry for advantage." Inside the Blackwood mansion, rules are strict, privacy is an illusion, and weakness is never tolerated. By day, Maya stands beside him in tailored dresses and practiced smiles. By night, she lies awake in a house that never truly feels safe. It's supposed to be an act. A carefully planned performance. But the longer she lives with Silas, the harder it becomes to tell what's real. The resentment between them or the way his touch lingers a second too long. Because in the Blackwood world, everything has a price. And falling for Silas might cost Maya far more than her freedom.”